Another week in Ireland is in the books! This past weekend, we visited another seaside town called Cobh (pronounced “Cove”).
Interesting fact: Cobh was the last stop of the Titanic before it sunk.
As soon you exit the train station, it’s clear that a big part of Cobh’s tourism industry is driven by the events of the Titanic – signs, monuments, posters everywhere. Obviously, the first stop was the Titanic Museum.
The museum’s building is located where the original ticketing office was. For such a big moment in history, it was pretty cool to be standing in the exact place where passengers waited to embark on their voyage.
Though the museum was quite small, it did a good job of taking visitors back in time. For starters, the ticket we were each given was printed as a boarding pass as one of the 132 passengers that boarded the Titanic in Cobh. It had details of the passenger – name, age, and what class they were. At the end, we’d find out whether our passenger survived.
Mine did! Within our group, we were 5 girls and 2 boys. All the girls survived and neither of the guys’ passengers did! If you’re ever in Cobh for the day, I’d recommend a visit to the museum.
While Cobh isn’t a very big town, I loved the colonial coastal architecture and feel of the place. It was nice to come in off season because Cobh is a big cruise ship stop in the summer where thousands of passengers disembark everyday to explore the town. It is actually also the site of my architecture project where we’ve got to design and build an interactive pavilion that engages with tourists in Cobh!
On another note, I think I’m catching on to the Irish slang more now! Note: “That’s grand” is a good answer to almost anything!
However, the English market is still a little intimidating. The English Market in Cork is a huge market where you literally get everything and anything super fresh. It’s pretty great but it is so big and there are just so many vendors. So, in Ireland, instead of a waiter or a vendor asking if you’re ready to order, they say “you ok?”. 3 weeks in, and I have still not caught on to this very well. I went up to one of the stalls, stood there for less than 5 seconds, and had 3 vendors come up to me simultaneously asking quickly “you ok?” “you ok?” “you ok?”. It’s slightly terrifying and always makes me think that something’s wrong, with my reply being “Yes I’m fine!”.